([color=00a99d]Gennio e'Dux (Side), seas outside Estantium[/color])

A king wasn't supposed to personally patrol the waters.

Gennio didn't much care what a king was supposed to do, the rising ethnic tension was too much of a bother to continue to deal with, what they needed was a good war, all Gennio needed was an excuse, though those were harder to come by. He stared out into the sea, ever moving and almost endless, you could disappear into it without a trace, never to be found or buried, it was terrifying, and yet Gennio was a part of it. Perhaps it was his Halfling blood, perhaps it was the fact that he'd spent so much time on a boat.

His introspection wasn't putting wind in the sails, so he stopped, instead taking up a telescope and looking over the horizon. While he did so, the vessel's captain approached him and saluted, placing his hand upon his heart and clicking his heels, he spoke in Gnomish with a Daradi accent.

"My king, your presence on this lowly patrol brings me much comfort, and I am glad to be of service to lady Benaduza." He stated, chin up. Gennio ignored him, leaving the halfling standing there, hand still on heart. It was at least five minutes before he looked up and began to respond.

[color=00a99d]"Yes, yes, I'm so grand, move on, we have a schedule to keep,"[/color] he dismissed the man and walked away.

He moved towards the starboard bow, where a gnome looked out with telescope in hand. His ears twitched as he noticed something.

"Captain, I see frigates... On'hinian flags," he reported quickly. Gennio growled. [color=00a99d][i]In my waters?
 How dare these fools!?[/i][/color]

Gennio turned to the rest of the crew and drew his axe from his back, to which the crewmen gasped, some out of surprise and others out of anticipation, many wished to see the halfling king's ability first-hand.

[color=00a99d]"Put up parley flags, when they get close we board them and kill them all, take what you can and be sure to take a head or two, we're going to need something to send to their king,"[/color] he roared, grabbing on a grappling rope and resting it on his shoulder. Looking around for the rest of the boarding party, he noticed the rigging, tall enough for a halfling to be the size of a troll. Putting the rope in his mouth and the axe on his back, he climbed, resting halfway to the first sail, sitting on a wood outcropping and drawing his weapon.

The On'hinians had closed within a few moments, and with a cry, Gennio leapt from the mast, tossing the rope towards the enemy vessel and swinging himself over. As he fell, he drove his axe through the skull of a foolish human, landing with it still lodged in the man's head. Kicking the man's knee to push him to a kneel, he yanked the axe loose and pushed him away. Dancing between the On'hinans in a flurry of axe-swings and punches, he carved a swath through the human lines. He barely realized that the battle had been one by the time he was called out of his rage by the ship's captain.

"We've won, my king, thanks to your incredible assau-"

[color=00a99d]"Spare me, you've taken heads, I saw it, put them in some bloody boxes and send them to On'hino,
 I'm going back to the ship, scuttle all of these vessels to the bottom,"[/color] he responded, turning and leaping back to the halfling vessel.

[color=00a99d][i]Perhaps this is the excuse I've been looking for.[/i][/color]